This is a oneshot based off of Pink's 'Glitter in the Air'.


Nature, Parquet & Stars

Have you ever fed a lover with just your hands?
Close your eyes and trust it, just trust it
Have you ever thrown a fist full of glitter in the air?
Have you ever looked fear in the face
And said I just don't care?

Leaps of faith were not her thing. Failing to plan was planning to fail after all. So when he asked her to trust him, she should have said no. It was not in her nature to do this sort of thing. But that was just the thing about him; she didn't have a nature when she was around him. More often it was more like natural disasters than anything with them. Still somehow she never said no when he really asked. How could she?

It's only half past the point of no return
The tip of the iceberg, the sun before the burn
The thunder before lightning, the breath before the phrase
Have you ever felt this way?

They were on new grounds here. Standing on the very point of change and capable of falling off at any moment now. Scared they held onto one another, anchoring each other to reality while at the same instance preparing to jump into the insanity of it all together. She should have been terrified, if it were with anyone else she may have been.

Have you ever hated yourself for staring at the phone?
Your whole life waiting on the ring to prove you're not alone
Have you ever been touched so gently you had to cry?
Have you ever invited a stranger to come inside?

The minutes had crept into hours and faded black to days till it had been a week that she could recall his embrace. The world began to revolve around every ring of the phone, the only gap of the distance now between them. The only connection to him, his voice embracing her in the void of his touch. She longed so for his touch that when their reunion came upon them his soft fingers were met with tears of joy. He held back his own, pulling her off her feet and in through the door.

It's only half past the point of oblivion
The hourglass on the table, the walk before the run
The breath before the kiss and the fear before the flames
Have you ever felt this way

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

There you are, sitting in the garden
Clutching my coffee, calling me sugar
You called me sugar

In the course of this pass in their lives things have changed. He was so adult under his shaggy hair aglow in the sunlight of the garden. She paused briefly watching him wondering who he was, so full of surprise as he regarded her with words of endearment. She smiled into the thought of having a lifetime to unravel his mystery.

Have you ever wished for an endless night?
Lassoed the moon and the stars and pulled that rope tight
Have you ever held your breath and asked yourself
Will it ever get better than tonight? Tonight.

She compared them to the fiery burning stars in the sky that loomed above them on that special night. Entangled in his arms she whispered through blushed cheeks that she would love him until the day they all dimmed away. The stars above them and the crowd around them appeared to swirl with them as they glided over the parquet, the crystals on her white gown dull when you saw the sparkle in their eyes. A fleeting star passed in the sky, and with a gentle kiss they wished together for the night to never end.